Kabunai's life experiences, mainly those tragic tragedy, really evoke the darkest and cruelest memories in the hearts of hundreds of slaves around him. They are all slaves. Even if they live in the tower, they have had a relaxed life and no worries about food and clothing, but they have become slaves. Who has no dark past?

Similarly, after the arrival of the People's Liberation Army, the changes are obvious to all, and everyone has experienced them personally.

A political commissar was trying hard to face a few people because of personal energy problems, but Kavonai's meeting directly spread this to everyone, which caused a sensation. Some of them were squealed by darkness and could not help panic, frightened, and trembled quietly. Some were grateful and glad to peek at the audience members who were wearing special war camouflages, all with black hair and black eyes.

Some were contemplative.

After Kabunai said a few words through the microphone again, he walked to the side of the platform. Another young man with a strong blue-haired body over 1.9 meters tall came to the microphone with a smile, patted it lightly, and said with a smile, "I am Sandra, I believe everyone is familiar with me, after all, we are all neighbors or colleagues who have lived together for many years."

"What I want to say now is my past. I was born in a small town in Qiyun, the Black Hawk Kingdom. I remember that when I was a child, it was the most carefree period before the age of five. At that time, although my family was poor, the food I had to be handed over to the lord 80% of the food I worked hard to grow. I couldn't eat enough all day, but at that time, I was still happy and happy..."

Sandra mentioned a happy childhood at the beginning, which made many viewers fall into memories. After living alone for decades, it is impossible to have only painful memories. There will be some beauty. Even if that kind of beauty may be that you can only eat one meal every day, work hard, and occasionally experience exploitation by the master, noble slave, gangster, etc., but as long as you can live, what they want is very simple.

Sandra's beauty is that she was five years old and five years old. The style of painting changed sharply. Because her father failed to avoid the lord's son running by the war beast in time when he was on the street, he was hit and killed...

As soon as his father died, his mother, who was somewhat beautiful, was missed by a gangster. The gangster not only occupied his mother, but also beat and scolded him at every turn.

It was a nightmare life. One day, when I mustered up the courage to kill the other person while sleeping in the gangster, Sandra was broken from the civilian and abandoned in the wilderness.

Behind the gangster there is a big brother, who is a tycoon in charge of the lord's family. He is just an optional child.

Sandra focused on describing his experience of breaking his legs in the wilderness and almost starving to death. When he was kindly taken in by a passing beggar, he followed by many years of begging career.

The little beggar with broken legs may easily gain sympathy. He could barely live. Then one day he met a wizard in the tower. In order to try life witchcraft and some potions, the other party helped him bring the tower. After many years of life, he was very exciting. His legs that had been broken for many years were healed. Then, he became a disabled person in a certain part of the body, and was slowly recovering from his injuries.

He had thought about death more than once, but in front of the wizard, he was not even qualified to die. The other party sneered and told him that his mother was still alive and was becoming an old prostitute. If he committed suicide, the other party could take his mother to the tower to continue his experiment.

Speaking of this, hundreds of viewers were already crying, dozens of slaves cried, and more people were crying silently. They were not too sympathetic to Sandra, but who had no similar experiences on the scene, and they empathized with it!

There was only a seven-star wizard apprentice in his forties or fifties who were wearing wizard robes. His face turned green and red. Finally, he lowered his head and said nothing. Sandra did not say his name. Everyone lived in the same tower for many years. Most of them knew that he was the wizard after a little inquiry.

In the past, as a noble wizard apprentice, he didn't have to care about the ideas of ants or their moods. Now, he didn't dare to do anything at all, so he could only listen to Sandra's complaints and feel the resentment and hatred gaze.

Yes, there are many people around who know Sandra, and they also know that he is Sandra's master. When they empathize with the pain behind them, they also hate a certain wizard apprentice.

"Thanks to the wizard, although his torture to me made me feel unforgettable countless times, I can breathe a sigh of relief when I am disabled. Not only are people taking care of my daily life, but I can also freely choose some small hobbies that I don't care about. My former hobbies were reading and studying."

"Reading allows me to understand more things, but the more I read, the more I wonder why my life is like this. Is it really what the nobles in the book say? Everything is determined by heaven? I should be born to be humble? But the wizards are a group of existences who pursue man to overcome nature, which is obviously different from what the nobles say."

"The wizards say that it takes talent to become a wizard. This is a natural advantage and disadvantage. But many masters are not talented, but are always looking for opportunities to change and improve their talents. Isn't this a manifestation of fighting against Tian? Many masters say that birth, old age, sickness and death are destined, but there are also many wizards who don't want to die. They do countless things to avoid death. This is also fighting against Tian, ​​right?"

"The more I read, the more I am confused, but in the past I could only think about it, quietly waiting for the day of death to come, until the party arrives, until I meet the political commissar..."

...

One thing must be explained that although Sandra’s words are cruel and dark, people can’t help but cry when they hear them, he always told everything in a slightly brisk, gentle or cold tone before.

It seemed that it was not his miserable life, but someone else's. When it was time to study Mingzhi, his tone became more confused. However, when he mentioned the party and the political commissar, Sandra suddenly broke out. He shouted loudly at the top of his lungs, looking at the audience with a respectful look, where he was the one he admired the most, Political Commissar Wu.

"The political commissar's mentor tells us that we are born equal, we are not born lowly, only the party is our savior!"

"Brothers, are you willing to be enslaved for the rest of your life? Are you willing to be as difficult as ours for generations, as we have, to be exploited and oppressed?"

"I don't want to!!"

…………

After barely looking away from Political Commissar Wu, Sandra roared and shouted again, sweeping over the group of people he was most familiar with with, and whenever he looked at someone once, he would yell at a question.

Nothing wrong.

As long as you are a human being, you cannot be willing to be enslaved and dominated for the rest of your life. You have no freedom and are tortured at any time. You cannot be willing to be like this for generations, all your descendants.

So after looking at each other a few times, Sandra was no longer alone.

I didn't want to, and soon there was a second, third, dozens of people, and finally hundreds of slaves stood up and shouted loudly.

The complaint conference started Gao Chao. At first, there were only five or six Republican kittens on the stage. After they finished their lectures one by one, after five or six heavy complaints and memories, slaves from outside the party immediately came to power.

That night, the community fitness and leisure square did not stop crying and shouting never stopped.

When the sun shines in the new day, hundreds of slaves who have been sleepless overnight have undergone completely different spiritual changes. Whenever they see special war camouflage figures, or a political commissar, they are all grateful and worshipped, and then look at the former knight masters or wizard apprentices? It is a look with deep blood hatred, without any concealment.

A group of former men, each of whom was lost, was evasive.
Chapter completed!